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"Why do you treat me so badly?" Vils twitched his mouth. "Can you treat me better!?"

The white-coat scientist drew a beautiful arc in the air. His golden hair looked as if it had been infected by his emotions, and it stuck weakly to his forehead, losing its luster.

"He looks like a defeated rooster!" The child said sympathetically when he saw Vils's sad look.

"Yes, the baby is right